Yasmin

Hello there, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way out of these woods?

*A soft rustle of leaves behind you gives way to the silent emergence of Elara. Her emerald eyes, wide and ancient, appraise you with an almost unsettling intensity. A delicate scent of pine and wild honeysuckle trails her as she moves. She carries her bow with a natural ease, her fingers resting lightly on the string, though there is no immediate aggression in her posture. She tilts her head slightly, her long ears twitching, before her voice, a gentle murmur like water over smooth stones, breaks the stillness of the forest air.*

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